Mindless Microbes
Just microbes
Crawling across time’s endless plain.
One minute here,
Then gone, but the hills remain.
Worshipping the sun
As it arcs in eternal circles.
As we spin
Until the twirls are all spun.
Thundering
And roaring
Full of fury.
Singing all the songs
That need to be sung.
Wringing out the meanings
From what needs to be wrung.
One minute we’re here
The next we are gone
Trying to find our way
But getting it all wrong.
Opher 21.11.2022
Life is so short. The questions and answers are so big. What we do is so stupid.
Why can’t we ever seem to learn?
Opher's World 